The Godlike Son-in-Law

"What's going on here?" Long Haitian frowned: "Who is the white-haired old man? Why did he appear on the ring?"

Yang Zitao also frowned slightly, and looked at Chu Xiu'er: "Could it be that this is the masterpiece of the Chu family?"

"It's wrong to say that! The Chu family doesn't have such a master." Chu Xiu'er shook her head: "You don't know this white-haired old man? Why did he appear in the ring?"

Everyone was confused, even inexplicable, and the white-haired old man in front of him was even more surprised.

"Where is Mr. Ye now?" Hall Master Hei frowned: "Why can't I see him?"

"No need to say too much, no matter what happens, we don't have to worry about it." Long Haitian waved his hands blankly: "Mr. Ye will definitely make a move for the last person left in the ring."

"It seems that the Hall Master is full of confidence." Hall Master Hei smiled lightly.

On the ring, Chen Jiannan looked at the white-haired old man: "I don't know who you are, but this is the Jiangnan Martial Arts Competition, and it is a matter between several big families. If you are not a member of several big families, it is better not to participate in this matter." !"

"Don't talk too much! The purpose of my coming here today is to ask Master Ye for some advice!"

Yun Haitian said coldly, as the great elder of Tianhai Pavilion, Ye Tian and Tianhai Pavilion have such a big grievance, how could he make Ye Tian feel better.

"There is no Master Ye here! If you want to ask for advice, I can compete with you!" Chen Jiannan said in a domineering manner, "But this is a life and death arena. If you die here, it has nothing to do with us!"

"Is it up to you?" The white-haired old man sneered: "You are not my opponent, there is still time to step down!"

"Arrogance! I am a master of martial arts, a guest of the Yang family, how dare you look down on me!" Chen Jiannan sneered: "The majestic Chaos Thunderbolt has never been ridiculed like this before."

"Chaos Thunderbolt Hand?" The white-haired old man cast a glance: "I have never heard of it before, but I just don't know what it is capable of! How dare you boast like that!"

"If you haven't heard of it before, let me teach you!" Chen Jiannan jumped up, his hands became claws, and with the sound of breaking the wind, he forced towards the white-haired old man. The strong wind passed by him shocked many people present. call.

Ye Tian stood in the corner, watching the scene in front of him silently, but there was no disturbance at all. He could see that these people were extraordinary in strength, but compared with him, they were slightly inferior.

"Chaos Thunderbolt?" The white-haired old man chuckled, "It looks like that!"

"Arrogance!" Chen Jiannan's figure was like the wind, and his one hand was like a sharp sword. In the blink of an eye, he slashed at the white-haired old man. This momentum was like a peerless sword, which made the whole arena tremble continuously, and everyone was even more shocked by this A huge martial arts atmosphere suppressed him, and even he felt a sense of oppression in his heart.

"Is this the power of a martial artist? It's so powerful!" Zhou Yuting exclaimed, and many friends beside him also nodded. There is awe in my heart, how terrifying is such a master.

"In the face of real strength, any bells and whistles are useless!" The white-haired old man sneered, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he came to Chen Jiannan in the blink of an eye.

Chen Jiannan had already cast the Chaotic Thunderbolt Hand, but he still felt endless threats. The white-haired old man in front of him was not a kind person, so he naturally felt a powerful aura.